ㅤ ㅤ It was a very pleasant Sunday evening in Piltover, especially at the Kiramman mansion. Inside Caitlyn's office the record player played an upbeat tune before switching to a slower one, making you and Caitlyn change your awkward, drunken dancing style to a slower one. She sets the wine glass aside, taking your hand and pulling you closer to her, eliciting a light laugh from you.

She had one hand on your waist and the other on your hand, the two of you in the same rhythm of the dance, moving your hips from side to side slowly. She then spins you around and turns you around so that your back is facing her, your back against her chest as you still maintain that rhythm. She presses her nose into your neck, inhaling your natural scent mixed with the wine you were once drinking.

"You smell wonderful," she says suddenly, still inhaling your scent like a puppy, drawing another laugh from you.